Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men Evolution. I do however own the characters Nick Seer, Rachel Baron, Monica Doe, Victor Regal, Brad Rach (that's me ^_^) and Jill Ricardo.
A/N: Ok well I want to personally congratulate myself on not being a lazy idiot, and actually doing work on this fic ^_^ Secondly I want to know what you want to see in this fic? Should there be romance between Pietro and Monica? Should the X-Men show up? Should there be any romance in the fic? I want to know your opinions... mainly because I don't know where this fic will be going ^_^;
The rest of the class went on fine, and then came Science.
"Gun powder is a dangerous, and useful thing." Victor held a small test tube full of gun powder. Now that you have learned to make a relatively similar mixture, through chemicals you find at home, I now have to tell you not to use this mixture, unless it is an emergency.." Todd raised his hand. "Yes Todd?"
"What's your definition of an emergency?"
"If it's a life or death situation."
"Got ya... so basically this is not a prank tool."
"Of course its not a prank tool! Now then, this concludes our chemistry lesson. Your next assignments involve training. Go into the locker room, you new battle uniforms will be in there."
The six guys got changed and came out of the locker room. Remy's costume was a black battle armour (much like Quicksilver's armour) and his brown Trench coat. Nick's costume was red pants, a red shirt, a odd yellow ring around his neck, and a yellow belt. Lance's costume was Brown battle armour, and two metal spikes, starting at his elbow and going about 2/3 a foot out from his hands. Width of his arm, but very thin, there was one of these on each arm. Pietro's costume was a light blue battle armour, but not as thick as Remy and Lance's. Todd had black pants, a white t-shirt, and a black headband. Finally Fred's costume was brown battle armour, must like the juggernaut's, but it had no helmet. The guys walked outside, to where Victor was waiting, moments after the girls came out too. Rachel's costume was white armour with the picture of a cube on the front. Monica's was a dark green army camouflage costume.
"Alright." Victor instructed, "Come with me." He led the eight down a hallway, and they walked into a room facing a jail cell with several men in it. "These people are known terrorists, we have recently captured them. Now to show loyalty to your country, kill them now."
"What?" Lance's eyes went wide, and the others also stood is disbelief.
"Dukes, how about you first?" Victor gave Fred a handgun. "Take aim and shoot." Fred looked down at the gun and then back to the prisoners, he handed the gun back to Victor.
"I can't..."
"Anyone else?" Victor looked around the room, and the seven others stood shaking their heads. "Good." Victor smiled. He turned to the prisoners and shot. Monica screamed by when they looked at the prisoners again, they were all fine. "The gun was filled with blanks, and these aren't prisoners. They are just members who work on this team. The point of this exercise." Victor explained. "Was to show you something, loyalty. I told you to shoot one of the prisoners, they were simply people you had been told were prisoners. If you follow an order without question, what is that, Tolansky?"
"Loyalty?" Todd responded.
"No, its following orders. If I tell you to do something and you do it because you want to, that is loyalty. Dukes, Alvers, Maximoff, Tolansky, your previous work was with Magneto, a known terrorist, you followed his every order, but when a better offer came along, you got up and left, did you have loyalty to him?"
"No." Was the collective response, even though Pietro said it somewhat hesitantly.
"Monica Doe, father was a weapons dealer, and when the moment of truth came, when the police finally caught him, he claimed his mutant daughter was behind the whole thing, do you have loyalty to him?"
"No."
"The point is, that we want you to have loyalties with your country. You not shooting unarmed prisoners when I told you to, shows that you have brains, and think for yourself. You have loyalty to yourself, which is something needed. Now I hope when the time comes, you will have loyalties to this organization, but even if you don't, never lose that loyalty to yourself, that tells you what is right and what is wrong. That concludes this lesson, I want all of you to go to floor 5, room 6, no one go in it, wait for me there.
The eight arrived at the room, still in their battle armour they had been getting strange looks from some of the workers there. Victor arrived moments later, and he opened the door. Inside the walls were lined with weapons. The room itself was white, and at the far end of the room (which was 50 feet at least) was a brick wall, with much destroyed brick lying around it.
"This is the basic firearms training room." Victor said, looking over the room. "It is to test your weapon skills. Maximoff, lets see how you handle a basic." He handed Pietro a handgun. Pietro fired it at the wall several times, however he moved his hand with the rhythm of the gun's kick-back so fast, that he was able to handle it perfectly.
"That is very good." Victor looked a bit puzzled. "Try this." He handed Pietro a machine gun. Pietro took aim and fired. Because of how well he handled the kickback, he was able to keep it perfectly positioned. "Remarkable. Alright Alvers."
"Sir?"
"Try the basic." Lance took and handgun and took some shots. Victor handed several weapons and he handled each one with decency. "Ok Dukes, you're up." Fred walked and picked up a handgun. He shot it a few times, keeping his hand straight, and the gun would bend a little each time. The next weapon he tried was the machine gun, which Fred was able to keep straight... but his grip kept it from having any kickback, so the gun was bent and crumpled. Knowing his strength Victor gave him the shotgun, big mistake. As soon as he fired the gun it crumpled back and bent beyond the point of being able to be fired again. "... we are going to have to work with that."
"Me next!" Todd said excitedly.
"Simply because you have such enthusiasm to fire a gun, I think you should wait." Victor glared. "Doe, give the handgun a try." Like Lance, Monica handled her gun with average skill, the same went for Rachel and Remy, who went after. Sonic was the next to weild a weapon, and shot the handgun a few times. "Hold on Seer."
"Yes?" Nick asked.
"You can control sound right?"
"Yeah, its easy." Nick bragged.
"Well then, try muting the noise of that gun." Nick fired it a couple of times, and sure enough, there was no sound. "That is going to be very useful." Victor laughed. "Alright Tolansky, your up." Todd took the handgun and grinned.
"Rachel, you can create objects right? Make a plate or something." Rachel shrugged and did what Todd asked, in a few seconds, the plate was in her hands. "Lance, give it a good throw." Victor rolled his eyes and Lance grabbed it, and threw it like a frisbee. Todd waited until it had reached near the end of the hall, and then fired. The plate shattered, and most of the people looked in disbelief.
"You look like you have fired a weapon before." Victor said, not to happy.
"Not really, but I've always had good aim with stuff, so I just assumed I could." Todd explained.
"And this is a mutant power." Victor asked.
"Not sure, maybe. My aim has always been good catching bugs."
"I think I'll be sick." Rachel grimaced at the thought.
"Not now Baron, we need a couple more plates." After about ten more tests, Todd hit the plate each one, Victor was finally impressed. "Very good Tolansky, lets see you with the other weapons." Todd picked up the machine gun, which Victor made immediate note, Todd could barely hold steady. "Tolansky don't!" It was to late, Todd started firing and immediately lost control. Everyone dropped to the ground and the gun flew from Todd's hands.
"Sorry." Todd said meekly.
"Its ok." Victor breathed deeply and looked at the bullet holes in the walls. "Anyone hit?"
"No we're good." Lance let out a sigh and everyone got to their feet.
"Well I think that's enough for now, right now, you eight should head to your personalized training." Victor took a deep breath of relief, and then handed each person a paper with their training assignment, and where it would be located. "Ok everyone, out." Victor waited until the group had left and he took a small grey canteen out of his pocket and took a drink, then spit it out. "This is vinegar!" Gasped and looked at the bottle, it had a piece of paper on it. "Scotch isn't good for you, try this instead -Quicksilver." Victor groaned reading the label. "I'll kill him." Victor banged his head against the wall, "I'll kill him..."